Luyện nghe bài hát Y'All Know the Name featPharoahe Monch, Xzibit, Inspectah Deck & Skillz

"Uh.uh.uh.baby!"

"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track with hands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track with hands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"You out there?" "Louder!"

Monch}
This is masterful, classical, material wax, imperial
Black shit I master, traps that collapse
All area access, passes practice
Hit em, I'ma shit on em and spit on em, and send faxes
amount (uh) not the minimal
The oratal rock chop like Seminole
Subliminal raps which make act bitch
Instrumental in the most pinnacle rap shit
Got Braxton lookin women collapsin
My beats get feet to steppin like Actin Tinactin
Dominant X-Men conference actin
Backslap wack rap actors to get a
My venom tennaments up then I'ma wreck shit
Then I'ma flip, administer on this next shit
Deejays tips from them then hit the exit
at they show the front row, usually gettin
The X shit...

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the with both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track with hands. together"
"The forever gon' win. you out there?"

Yeah yo, uh-huh, yeah, it
You wanna get to my level but you don't hustle
Any at touchin my stuff and I'm fuckin you up
I'm sick of weak shit winnin, nigga yo' rhymes ain't
The good life is a bitch, seem like cop blockin
The is runnin out, gunnin out the police
I the teeth of any nigga with beef
Masterpiece, X-Ecutioners,
Any problems, to Los Angeles and ask for me

{Inspectah
Yo castastrophe, none can me, naturally nasty
smash ya faculty
Veral and battery
Sparatically at the capacity crowd and cause casualties
Street savy, niggaz blast me out the
Groupie chick she could have me
XE in of me, hit like a daquiri
Accurately, ya don't grab me, ya skills still

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the with both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Stabbin the track... the track"
"...with hands"

I got my man Roc Raida on the and cut
Rob Swift you at son, the "What What"
make em - now we ready to go
Last but not least, total eclipse (Whatchu know?)
I got a question, who can see him? I don't
But I play, you know that Skillz gon' flow
we mastered the feat, you can't bring us (what)
Y'all could crap if y'all was doin shit with eight fingers
Come on black, we in the of Fame
Got ya in our crib on the Wall of Shame
I emcees to wanna murder me (what)
Cuz we open up and start cuttin, you wish you was in surgery
You see the X?
some on-offs nigga take yo' ass back to doin parties
You're better off if somebody ya
And change ya to DJ I-Got-Beat-By-The-X-Ecutioners

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the with both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Fifty in the stands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the with both hands. together"
"The fall. forever win" "You out there?" "Louder!"
"Y'all the name"

*Redman's vocal dog